I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

After returning home, Christmas is coming soon. Ceci and Leah have hung many decorations at home. Carl took a quick look and found some of the big ones familiar. He probably bought them the year he was born.

Carl pulled the leaves on the Christmas tree and searched for his gifts under the tree. These were gifts from Lily, James, Sirius, Alice and Petunia. Carl piled them under the Christmas tree to make them look good. Now they can be opened.

Carl rubbed his hands excitedly. Lily's was a customized wand box. It was very practical. His own wand was like a stick. It was not easy to find maintenance tools. The wand box he was using now was the one that came with the wand when he bought it from Mr. Ollivander. The tattered box that seemed to break when shaken looked like it could be retired now.

Penny gave him a big notebook of study notes, which were about Muggle studies. The notes were recorded very clearly, and even the original words of the teacher were marked in several places. It took a lot of effort (I guess your school doesn't teach this). The last sentence was this and a little stickman was added, standing proudly. Lily probably received it, after all, even Severus got a handwritten notebook of Penny. The three notebooks were for different subjects. Penny also put a small note in it, asking him to read them separately.

I heard from Mr. and Mrs. Evans that Penny's grades improved sharply this semester, which is probably related to these notes.

Carl gave them a return gift of plant specimens in the style of lilies and morning glory. You can look at them separately, but as long as you open the package, you can find that the bases of the lily and morning glory specimens can be put together.

Then there are Sirius and James's. The brain circuits of these two guys are similar.

Carl has two gifts, one with candy in it and the other with candy in it.

Maybe he didn't know what to send. Oh, if you ask Carl what he packed for them, it was simple candy, and a portion of cookies that Penny packed for herself, because she couldn't finish them, and Sever refused to help her eat them.

Finally, there was Alice. She actually sent Carl a "world painting" on which Carl was wearing a magical girl outfit and posing with James and Sirius on Christmas.

Why was he so sure? Because on Christmas Day, Carl tricked James and Sirius into accompanying him to recreate a very famous meme picture in his world. This kind of advanced pose should be the only one in this timeline...

Although the painting is simple, it captures the spirit very well. Carl sent Alice a biography of a seeker from scratch. If she really wants to be a seeker and has little confidence, this book can more or less help her.

"You're opening it so early." Sever came over with a small gift box in his hand, which was about the size of a palm. After thinking carefully, Carl looked at the notebook written by Penny in his hand, and then looked at the small gift in Sever's hand. The length and thickness were about the same. Carl was running Excel...

Sever's gift would not be a notebook, right? According to his personality...

It's not impossible!

"What are you thinking about? It's not a notebook. We went to school together. I did let you see it after I finished writing it, but someone just didn't read it carefully."

"You didn't even take a good look at the notebook I gave you, why did I go to the trouble of writing another one for you." Sever threw the gift box to Carl, and Carl also breathed a sigh of relief, "That's great..."

Sever looked at him with disapproval, and Carl immediately shut up and changed his words, "That's too bad. Oh, I'm so eager to learn, but it's not my favorite notebook. I'm sad."

"Open it." Carl pulled out the ribbon and found a beautifully packaged white headband inside. There were Carl's initials at the end of the headband. The material was smooth and felt good.

Carl touched the tail of his long hair, then measured his hair with the ribbon, "Isn't it too early to give this now?"

Carl tried his best to comb his hair back. Even though he was about to pull it bald, he still had no intention of tying it up. "You can't tie it up properly!"

"I didn't ask you to tie it all up." Siver shook his head. Why did his brain circuit become so twisted when he encountered something when he was usually so smart?

Thinking of this, Siver remembered that last winter, Aunt Leah had a traditional stove at home, which was specially used to make black tea. Once, Leah asked Carl to add some water to the stove (kettle). Carl was puzzled for a while, then directly picked up the kettle and added a bowl of water to the burning stove.

As a result, the stove exploded. Carl reacted in time and dodged immediately, but the house almost caught fire because of Carl's tricky operation, although Ceci appeared in time to prevent the tragedy from happening.From then on, Leah no longer had the elegant idea of ​​brewing tea around the stove, for she was afraid that Carl would continue to use his strange little brain and continue to play tricks of blowing up the stove.

"Come here." Sever said. Carl was very obedient and approached, but was blocked by Sever. He turned Carl over and gently combed the hair that Carl had just messed up with a comb.

Carl felt Sever's fingers wandering in his hair for a while, then he combed the hair on both sides of his temples and brushed it back, wrapped the hair with a ribbon, and then gently tied the ribbon together and tied a bow, which was considered a braid.

"Your hair is a little long. When you read at night, it will just block the handwriting and light, which will hurt your eyes. You don't want to wear glasses at the age of eleven like that Potter." Carl held his chin and imagined what he would look like wearing glasses. It would feel a little strange, so he decided not to wear glasses. Let the Potters enjoy the blessing of wearing glasses.

"Sif, you can actually braid your hair." Carl teased while daydreaming. The future snake king actually has this hobby. I wonder if Sif will consider how to play with his hair while refining medicine in the cellar in the future. It's so ooc just thinking about it.

"Don't think about it. I just learned it recently." Sif pressed Carl's head to signal him not to think about other strange things.

"For me?" Carl's eyes were full of expectation, but although he showed it like this, he didn't expect Sif to really agree. Not to mention whether Sif was for him, even if it was, Sif's personality would never admit it.

"It's... it's, but when I usually refine medicine, for convenience, I will, cough cough... wrap it with a ribbon." Sif looked a little reluctant when he said this, and the beginning was almost pinched and held back.